SINK

by

Luigi Lalumia

Drinking madness
i am taking my time
bitter and bloody
like a cabernet
some of the red
deep red of the fermented grape
dribbles down my chin
spreading the hate
all over my body

All of life is a metaphor
time wasted is a sleezy whore
chapter after chapter
pass the days
crying over what never did
will only get decrepid

I saw things get old today
the stars shine down on me so bright
tally the possesions you have
tally your wants
all of these objects
can easily be burnt

Charish the richness of beautiful thought
of far away forest trails
of long sandy beaches
let go of all that touches
sink into sink into sink

Then Feel

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